Robert Burns (1759–1796). Poems and Songs.
The Harvard Classics. 1909–14.
376 . SongThe Deils awa wi the Exciseman
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And danc’d awa wi’ th’ Exciseman,
And ilka wife cries, “Auld Mahoun,
I wish you luck o’ the prize, man.”
The deil’s awa wi’ the Exciseman, He’s danc’d awa, he’s danc’d awa, He’s danc’d awa wi’ the Exciseman. We’ll laugh, sing, and rejoice, man, And mony braw thanks to the meikle black deil, That danc’d awa wi’ th’ Exciseman. The deil’s awa, &c. There’s hornpipes and strathspeys, man, But the ae best dance ere came to the land Was the deil’s awa wi’ the Exciseman. The deil’s awa, &c.